That only happens to a select few man, it's not something you need to worry about when on a night out! I've had my fair share of nights out but never had to go to hospital or anything.
As long as you don't drink a ridiculous amount you won't need to worry about it lol!
Plus just watch you don't get spiked! Stick to bottles in clubs!

Thunder: Bring it on. You, Ronaldo, Gillz, TBOZ, Krysys, I don't care which one of you wins because I know that I am the best in this company. I've proven it and I'll prove it again by beating you if I have to.
How do you feel knowing that if you win the War Games, it'll all have been in vain as you loose to me?

Jman: I can beat you. I WILL beat you. Dig a little deeper into that mind of yours, Thunder, you know it's true.

Jman: I can beat you. I WILL beat you. Dig a little deeper into that mind of yours, Thunder, you know it's true.

Thunder: I'm digging..... digging.... digging... and the answer is that I am simply too much for you Jman.
I can't wait, literally can't WAIT to face you to prove to you that you aren't as good as you think you are.

*Black Blooded ride into the building, scattering people every which way as they roll through looking for the GM Of Brutality. Finally, spotting a crewmember with a clipboard, Mr. Blood ride close to him, grabbing him by the back of his shirt as he stops his bike*

Mr. Blood: Look pissant, you know why we are here, you know who we are looking for, now where the hell is the man's office?

*The crewmember wets himself as he points a shaking finger farther down the hall*

Mr. Blood: *Laughing*That's a good boy, now run along.
*All 3 members of Black Blooded laugh as Mr. Blood starts his bike back up, dragging the petrified crewmember for another 10 feet before throwing him into a bunch of plastic trash cans grouped together, as Black Blooded make their way to the door of the Brutality GM.

Vivica hops off the back of Mr. Black's bike as he stops, and can be seen stabbing a knife into the door, pinning a piece of paper. As Black Blooded ride off, the camera zooms in on the paper, seeing the words written in a heavy, dripping red substance.*

We. Are. Coming.

ooc: I will of course go through the proper channels later, but that was too much fun to pass up.

Say my name and his in the same breath, I dare you to say they taste they same.

*Black Blooded ride into the building, scattering people every which way as they roll through looking for the GM Of Brutality. Finally, spotting a crewmember with a clipboard, Mr. Blood ride close to him, grabbing him by the back of his shirt as he stops his bike*

Mr. Blood: Look pissant, you know why we are here, you know who we are looking for, now where the hell is the man's office?

*The crewmember wets himself as he points a shaking finger farther down the hall*

Mr. Blood: *Laughing*That's a good boy, now run along.
*All 3 members of Black Blooded laugh as Mr. Blood starts his bike back up, dragging the petrified crewmember for another 10 feet before throwing him into a bunch of plastic trash cans grouped together, as Black Blooded make their way to the door of the Brutality GM.

Vivica hops off the back of Mr. Black's bike as he stops, and can be seen stabbing a knife into the door, pinning a piece of paper. As Black Blooded ride off, the camera zooms in on the paper, seeing the words written in a heavy, dripping red substance.*

We. Are. Coming.

ooc: I will of course go through the proper channels later, but that was too much fun to pass up.

All I can say is; welcome aboard good sir! Great to have you on the cruise liner that is EWNCW

Thunder: I'm digging..... digging.... digging... and the answer is that I am simply too much for you Jman.
I can't wait, literally can't WAIT to face you to prove to you that you aren't as good as you think you are.

Thunder: You speak as if it's going to be a cakewalk for you here. You do realize that this is the pinnacle company? You're not going to waltz your way to winning anything here. If you're going to win something you're going to have to earn it. You're not going to be handed anything here Jman.
You may have made it to the top of the small leagues, but this is the top, the cream of the crop. I'll hand it to you the day you make it to the top here. The day you win the prize, I'll be the first to congratulate you. But mark my words, you're not going to be beating me for this title.